Its been way too long since I blogged. It seems that life has been really full of trying to make huge decisions. And then we have had friends here from the flat lands. Its been busy.
We had a chance to backpack for 3 days. What a humble reminder of how old I am getting. The irony is that I am still dreaming and scheming about future trips, oblivious that I will probably do them, then wonder what the heck I was thinking.
But I am most aware lately of the sovereignty of God and the lack of control I have on my life at times. And the worst part is that I keep trying to predict and figure out where the trail of life is going. What a foolish effort! Because I will never know. And when I think I have it pegged, He'll do something unpredictable, just to remind me how really finite I am.
It is almost like Papa wants to remind me that the goal of this journey isn't to know the path ahead, but to walk it, regardless of the hurdles and confusing landmarks. The goal is to trust Him, not know where the road is going. But like many of us, I want to know, giving myself the illusion that somehow I have a little control on the direction. Even as I write that, I find it funny.
I won't ever know where I am going. But I can know Him in the going. Isn't that the very point?
Monday, September 7, 2009
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